I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 423: Use Magic to Defeat Magic

Wang Banxian's throat rolled up and down, and a hint of blood appeared on his sickly pale face.

"Fifth brother."

In those electronic eyes that were on the verge of breaking, there were electronic sparks of expectation, as if they saw a glimmer of something called hope.

"Eternal Divine Capital. What exactly is that place?"

Liu Linan held his good brother tightly with his only remaining hand, and his eyes became more and more complicated.

"I seem to remember something vaguely, but it seems to be an illusion, just like a mirage."

"The Eternal Capital of Gods"

Lu Wenwu's laughter subsided, he coughed up a few strands of blood, and patted Liu Linan on the back with emotion.

"Although I don't know exactly where that place is, but if I'm not mistaken, it might be the world outside of Coconut Juice City, the real world."

"The real, real world?"

Liu Linan looked confused and a little overwhelmed.

Isn't this world real?

He had no idea, no knowledge of it.

He has never left here in his life. He rushes for a living all day long and struggles painfully in the quagmire of survival. How can he have the leisure to explore the world?
“The real world.”

Lu Wenwu looked at the scene in front of him with burning eyes, and an image of a talisman appeared in his mind.

The talisman is not big, only the size of an ordinary coin.

The handwriting like silver hooks and iron paintings is engraved on it, emitting a faint glow.

[Name: Talisman of the Gods]

[Type: props]

[Introduction: Exit the current copy immediately after use, the rest duration will be refreshed, and all rewards obtained will be retained without any penalty]

This was a forced retreat item that Lu Wenwu had drawn from a mysterious lucky bag in his early years, so early that he had just embarked on the path to transcendence not long ago.

Unfortunately, with his iron fist pushing forward all the way, this precious top-level powerful retreat item has never been used.

If Lu Wenwu hadn’t cleaned out his backpack items when he went to the Endless Abyss last time, he would have almost forgotten about it.

"System. Although I don't know if you are here or not, I am initiating the forced exit procedure!"

Lu Wenwu issued a command in his mind, trying to activate the forced retreat item that he had only known about but never actually activated.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Suddenly, Lu Wenwu felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and his original vision disappeared.

Instead, there was a pitch-black darkness, as if it were nothingness.

An ancient talisman suddenly appeared before his eyes, as if it had appeared out of nowhere, and the runes carved on it shone brightly.

The familiar system prompt appears.

[Item [Heavenly Talisman] detected]

[Starting the forced exit procedure, please wait]

[Sorry, you are currently in the [Final Trial] stage. Due to special reasons, the item cannot be activated and your world exit program fails to start. Please complete the main task as soon as possible.]

The next moment, the dark vision in front of Lu Wenwu was forcibly changed again.

He "returned" to the safe passage where several people were hiding, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

Lu Wenwu's smile became more and more intense.

He looked at Wang Banxian, whose aura was rapidly fading: "Banxian, do you believe me? I may have found a way to pass the level. But I want to make it clear that I am gambling. The chances of dying immediately and passing the level perfectly are 50-50."

"If you don't believe me, activate the force retreat item right now. Just think about it in your mind. You can force retreat. As long as you force retreat, you won't die. These injuries are real, but they are also fake."

"But if you die right here, I'm sure you will really perish, and there will be no chance for your soul to return to the underworld. I'm sorry, I lied to you before, and I can't let you cut in line down here."

"what"

At this time, Wang Banxian was almost out of breath, relying only on the last bit of adrenaline to hang on to life.

He was amused by Lu Wenwu's words and coughed violently a few times.

His eyes, which had been somewhat dim, brightened up again. With the help of Liu Linan, Wang Banxian struggled to raise his body a little, and a few sounds came out of his throat.

"Of course I believe you!"

"it is good!"

The aura of Lu Wenwu suddenly became stronger, and he gently placed his right hand on Wang Banxian's eyes.

He leaned forward and said softly, "Go to sleep for now. I'll help you through the customs."

After saying this, Lu Wenwu's already thin body shrank even more, and a brilliant light pink halo surged out, almost turning his entire body into a dreamlike existence.

The next moment, amid Liu Linan's shocked scream, the right hand that was like an iron clamp suddenly contracted.

Accompanied by a crisp explosion sound, Wang Banxian's head was crushed by his palm!
The scarlet air flow swept through, and the already broken flesh and blood melted like wax in an instant, turning into the most pure qi and blood that flowed into Lu Wenwu's sickly and skinny body, injecting a trace of new vitality into the dried cells and muscles.

In just three seconds, Wang Banxian's life force completely disappeared.

All the flesh and blood on his body disappeared, just like the enemies that Lu Wenwu had faced before.

"What on earth are you doing!?"

Liu Linan's voice trembled a little, and the plasma cutter and the broken half of the Overlord Spear were pointed at Lu Wenwu's throat and heart.

"Why! Why do you do this!"

Lu Wenwu ignored Liu Linan's questioning.

His eyes became more focused than ever before, and his pair of light golden dragon eyes sparkled and emitted pure golden light.

The right hand that had crushed its companion's head grabbed in the air, then gently retracted and turned it over.

In his current vision, there is a ball of numbers composed entirely of 1s and 0s, stacked up in countless layers.

The densely packed, tiny characters that can only be seen with a microscope were combined into chains, stacked one on top of another like a Rasengan, and turned into a blue ball the size of a ping-pong ball, spinning quietly in a clockwise direction on Lu Wenwu's palm.

Visual digital compilation soul!

The true appearance of the soul in this world!

It is not a physical entity, but it is better than a physical entity.

It is a bunch of data gathered together between heaven and earth. Under the eyes of true vision, all secrets disappear.

"I created a digital medium based on a strand of my soul information to communicate with the original body. The binary world is really magical, a false reality that even deceived my eyes and my innate magical powers."

Lu Wenwu murmured, and clenched his skinny hand, which had turned light pink.

The digital soul that carried Wang Banxian's consciousness suddenly exploded.

It turned into light spots and numbers flying all over the sky, and completely disappeared in this world.

"I don't know how fast time flows in the real world and this world. It would be bad if the half-immortal waited anxiously."

"The real world. I can't wait to get back into my real body."

"To be able to create this world where the false can become true, to have mastered the law of illusion? Or to have used the power of mathematics to rival that of a god?"

"Don't let me down"

The corners of Lu Wenwu's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and his skinny body, like a skeleton, looked even more terrifying.

"What the hell are you talking about!" Liu Linan yelled in a state of collapse, "You've been saying some inexplicable things since just now, and suddenly you killed the charlatan! I know he's dead, but you don't have to do this to him!"

"Lao Liu, have you ever thought about a question?"

Lu Wenwu was not angry, but continued to smile and asked softly.

"You are not a gene modulator born on the assembly line of a fertility factory. You, or your soul, do not belong here?"

"Think about it carefully. Do you really only have memories of the past few years after you left the factory? This cannot form a sound personality."

"Your colleagues who look like robots are the real modulators."

"And you, my friend, have simply forgotten your past life and lost your memory of it."

"You don't belong here."

"I don't belong here, so where else could that be? The so-called North District of the Eternal Divine Capital? God knows what kind of place that is! God knows if that charlatan has gone mad, imagining that he has some innate superpowers!"

A trace of blood and tears seeped out of the corners of Liu Linan's eyes, and he suddenly became excited.

What he had experienced in these few days had exceeded what he had experienced in the past few decades of his life, and the stimulation was too great.

After witnessing his companion killing another companion with his own hands, his emotions were almost broken, and the negative emotions that had accumulated for a long time were completely detonated at this moment.

"I know I'm not very smart, and I don't understand a lot of things. I've only been able to do odd jobs, and following behind you can only be a drag, but...but...but you can't deny the little bit of life I have."

His voice suddenly became softer, and it was unclear whether he was speaking to Lu Wenwu or to himself.

"Even if it is so desperate that it makes people sick at the sight of it"

"There has never been any superpower, no savior, and no hope buried deep in the darkness. They are just fantasies of self-comfort before death."

Lu Wenwu looked at him like this and sighed softly.

Liu Linan’s situation is completely different from Wang Banxian’s.

Wang Banxian is a player, and Lu Wenwu has already verified it and confirmed that his and others’ cultivation has not been sealed.

It's just that the main body fell into a deep sleep somewhere else, and the consciousness was carried by a digital soul edited by a fragment of soul, which "created" a body in this world that matched the cognition in memory.

But Liu Linan and Lu Wenwu didn't dare to bet whether he had a so-called real body like them.

He speculated that there were only two possibilities for the outside world.

First, the main body falls into a deep sleep, and the consciousness is uploaded to the server to continue a new life.

Second, the main body has died, and the consciousness has been uploaded to the server to forcibly continue life, just like in the American TV series "Upload".

If it is the former, Lu Wenwu only needs to "force wake him up" using the same method he used on Wang Banxian.

The reality constructed by illusion can, to a certain extent, be replicated by the "reality" simulated by the illusion itself.

Perhaps the people who created this world could not have imagined that there would be a bug-level law like the Law of Dreams in the world, and that some people who came in have cultivated it to perfection.

Even if the dream rules at the perfect level are not as good as the programmers in the outside world who type codes with keyboards, they are at least equivalent to half a GM.

Now that Lu Wenwu has realized the truth about the world, he cannot forcibly modify the various parameters in the world, but it is not difficult to accurately find the programs that already exist in this world and use them.

Simply put, it is to use magic to defeat magic, and to use the existing rules of this world to fight against the rules.

Therefore, for Lu Wenwu now, the operation of forcing his consciousness to pop out can be done with his hands.

It is just like finding the program hidden inside the world from the densely packed startup items on the console, and forcing it to run by disguising it as an administrator using the rules of dreams.

But if Liu Linan's situation belongs to the latter, then it would be a bit troublesome.

Lu Wenwu couldn't even tell whether he was a consciousness copied through Liu Linan's past memories and relying on computing power, or Liu Linan's true consciousness.

"Old Liu, I'm not denying your life. I'm just trying to help you find your lost life." Lu Wenwu said seriously, "You are not a man-made product. You have a real life. It's just that someone erased your memory."

"Are kings, princes, generals and ministers of different species? You are not born inferior to others, and those business leaders standing at the top of the city are not nobler than you. It's just that someone took advantage of this world to do the wrong thing and created the twisted city of sin, Coconut Juice City."

"Me? Real life?"

Liu Linan stopped his hysterics and smiled a smile that was uglier than crying.

He pointed at himself with his already somewhat defective mechanical prosthesis, his face full of self-mockery.

"Am I worthy?"

"Why are you not worthy? Aren't you a human being? Are all the people in the Upper City gods who don't care about worldly things?"

Lu Wenwu stood up, and Maomao also stood up shakily, then turned into a wisp of black flame and disappeared.

The power he exuded became even more terrifying.

The surface of the body still glows a light pink, and the body fat percentage is frighteningly low.

With a slight force exerted by the skinny hand, the heavy alloy gate was easily torn apart, revealing the bright moonlight outside.

The pure white light pierced through the darkness, as holy as a stairway to heaven.

In the distance, there was a faint sound of music, rustling and difficult to hear clearly.

"It came really fast, without giving me a chance to breathe."

The corners of Lu Wenwu's mouth with deep eye sockets slightly raised, and his skull-like face looked even more terrifying.

The eerie red and black flames flickered and burned, lighting up the dark area like a candle, or even more like a torch.

"Lao Liu, we are about to be surrounded, and you don't have much time to make a choice."

"Will you die here in a daze, or take a gamble and regain the memories that truly belong to you, or start a new life?"

"It's not this kind of rubbish life that people hate and dogs dislike, but a real life that belongs to 'people'!"

(End of this chapter)